3 acessos
so what, so what, so what you're just states, states, states away. It's just roads and trees and sky and they dont, they dont, they dont, mean a thing. I lie down next to the thought of you, envisioning plans so sweet, knowing just what we'd do. There's so much, so much, so much to you that i cant, i cant, i cant, hold it in. You're a room, with shelves and stairways and corridors aligned next to trap doors that lead to more.
We connect at the head and collide at the heart and collisions like this don't leave much room for living but we're the exception cause we're so much better yeah, we're the exception cause we're so much better than... I lie down next to the thought of you, envisioning plans so sweet, knowing just what we'd do. I lie down next to the thought of you, envisioning plans so sweet, knowing just what we'd be.